Katherine Heigels s Close Encounter of the Wolf KindChapter 11
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Hey there, my name is Vance. Typical youth about to graduate high school. Just turned eighteen and was enjoying the last days of my summer vacation. Well, I was to an extent. See, I lived in a home with my mom, a woman who was a godsend to children. Seriously, I could get away with murder and if she knew some of the things I did when she wasn't around. I loved my mother, but she was a full-time nurse and often overtime nurse. See after my dad left when I was eight, my mother had handled everything he abandoned. After completing her degree, a house, two vehicles, and student debt crushed her. Determined to give me the right life, she kept all of it and worked nonstop almost. I'm sure it has been tough on her, but somehow, she still managed to be there for me.
So I'm sure you are going, so what Vance, what's up? Well, I'll tell you. That is the purpose of this recounting right? See, I live in suburbia. My house was the second to the last on the block, which left an empty house next to ours, or well it was until about three months ago. We had a new neighbor that I hadn't met yet. Course, I had seen her.
Our neighbor was a group dead beauty. From a distance, I saw that she had smooth legs, tan skin and a body that she regularly hid under baggy sweaters, which only added to her allure. Who hasn't been the nosy neighbor? For a week, I watched her and movers fill the house with various sized boxes and furniture. Whoever she was, she had money. I watched statues go in, covered painting canvases and not too mention the giant diesel truck she had.
That truck would roar when started, making so much noise it was impossible to ignore as it sped away down the streets. It would return late at night, an important reason I assure you. One night, the roar awoke me from my sleep. I was about to pass out again, snuggled so nicely in the mink blanket I had when I heard a scream.
You ever hear a random scream in the middle of the night? You try to ignore, convincing yourself it was nothing as your heart races in startled fear. Takes forever to calm down. My eyes were about to close and take me off to dreamland when another scream sounded. A noise that pushed me to get up and to look outside.
Under the glow of a full moon, I saw nothing at first. Drowsy, I was about to turn away when my eyes spotted something. There, next to my neighbor's pool was a dark spot. It was out of the ordinary and I blinked a few times to see that it was still there. It was, and something else was too. From the shadows, I swear two silver orbs watched me. I blinked and blinked to make sure, but they were gone. Feeling altogether panicked, I went back to bed.
When I awoke in the morning, I ran to the window to see. The morning sun was already up and bright, but there wasn't a dark spot next to the pool. Instead, my neighbor was lounging next to the pool naked. I wasn't a virgin and had seen a girl naked before, but my neighbor, well she got a brand new admirer that day. She was always there to give me an unknowing show. I even got to see the dark points of her nipples once, mouth-watering. Then one day, at what seemed random, my mother wanted to meet our new neighbor. That Saturday, which was the only day of my mom had that week; she dragged me out to see out the neighbor, the woman I had been spying.
The walk over, my mom made me swear to be friendly and polite, talking about how much it would be great if they got along with the neighbor. I suppose it was because after my dad had left us, with work, she didn't have many friends or even time for them. The walk over felt like my mother knew that I had been spying on my neighbor. She was making me face the music. Though she had never said anything, I worried about being caught. Out neighbor answered the door, wearing a shimmering red sweater and khaki pants, that hugged her body and showed off her curves. She had a weird look on her face as if the idea of visitors was
"Hey there, I'm Melinda, and this is my son Vance. We live next door."
"Oh hey, I meant to come by and introduce myself. Come in. I'm Dana."
Dana turned around, and I noticed how her black hair went past her ass. An ass that was swinging with each step. My mother followed in, and I took a second to recuperate my senses before head in too. When the door closed, the scent of woods assaulted my nostrils. Neither woman was visible, and so I stayed in the main hallway, studying the pictures hanging on the walls.
There were paintings, not pictures of our neighbor or family. One picture looked like a four-pane window. Each panel held a picture of the same nature scene except in different seasons. The next picture was a weird one. I knew it was supposed to be a tree canopy, but swirls of various shades of green drew the eyes to something. There was a hidden image, a face.
"Interesting isn't it?"
Dana's voice, as sweet and melodic as it was, made me jump. She was laughing by the time I came up to look at her.
"What the-"
"Hey now, you're a guest Vance. bad language in front of a lady is bad luck."
"I uh, apologize."
"Apology accepted."
Her eyes were a gorgeous hazel, with flecks of gold in them. They watched me, and suddenly I had a feeling of being prey looking at the face of a predator. I'm pretty sure she even licked her lips.
"Your mother is very kind."
"Yeah, she is just busy a lot."
"Nurses are like that. I did invite her over to some wine whenever she wants."
"That's very sweet of you."
"I'm a nice woman Vance," she said, smiling. I saw that she took good care of her teeth, but her canines were exceptionally larger. Nice or not, she was hungry and dangerous. Suddenly I remembered that red spot next to the pool. Whatever Dana was about, it was dangerous. I was about to say something, somehow bring it up, but the sounds of my mother's footsteps snapped up both looking into the direction she would be emerging. She came into the hall smiling.
"You guys met, I'm glad. Vance, Ms. Banes tells me she is a business woman."
"Please call them Dana."
"Okay Dana, but Vance will keep the formalities. He is, after all, addressing an adult."
I'm sure that if I pointed out that I was too, my mother would accost me for
such.
"It's time to go, though. Thank you, Dana, for the hospitality. If you need anything, here is our home phone. Call anytime."
My mother walked by and prepared to leave.
"It was nice to meet you, Ms. Banes."
"Likewise Vance."
I turned and left with my mother. My mom was excited about our neighbor and went on about her. The few things I picked up is that she was excited about having a possible friend so close. Unbeknownst to her, that meant the there was a chance that our neighbor would be visiting in our house too. Excitement filled me, and my mother bade me farewell before disappearing into the house to get ready for work. She had the day off but had picked up a short shift after another nurse called. I murmured my okay and went up to my room and sat at my desk. There were games to play. Night had fallen while I was playing and I by the time I checked the clock, I realized that I had stayed up way later than I meant too. It was past midnight. Shutting off the television and game system, I went to look at my neighbor's house.
Lights illuminated the backyard. A first in all the times that I have looked over. Maybe she was having a party. I caught movement and I looked over to the pool to see Ms. Banes swimming in the pool. She was in the middle of the pool treading water and facing away from me. The moon reflected off the water, and she was basking in it. That was when she turned to look back at the house, and her eyes shimmered. I thought it was just something my mind. A naked man appeared to form the back of the house and walked to the edge of the water.
I saw the shimmer of her eyes move from me to him. They were chatting, but something bad must have transpired. Suddenly, without warning, my neighbor was surging out of the water towards him. The leap ended in a tackle, and he screamed suddenly. They disappeared around the house and after a few seconds, she reappeared quickly facing towards the water, but I was left gasping when she turned around.
Blood covered the front of her. She was licking her fingers, but that wasn't unnerving to me. With her other hand, she waved at me. I closed my eyes in disbelief. My neighbor was a murderer and a psycho that ate people. When my eyes opened again, she was gone and utter fear went trough me. What the shit?
In a flash, I closed the window blinds and rushed through the house to lock the doors. I clutched my cell phone and found myself sitting on the couch and waiting. Somehow through all the horror movies, I knew she would be over. There was no reason she wouldn't be here, according to my years of horror watching, and so I waited for the inevitable part where that door would shatter, and she would enter. Visions of "Here's Johnny," flashed through my mind, except with a girl's voice and an ax.
The door never shattered open, but instead, there was a knock. An innocent a light tap on the wood. Not at all intimidating actually but it made me almost piss myself in utter fear. Slowly I approached the door, heart pounding in my chest like a drum. I took the chance to peer through the peephole, even though I knew it would be her. It was. She was wearing a grey sweater now, with white pants. My only thought was," Man at least she dressed up hot to kill me but the blood is going to ruin those pants." The seconds felt like hours as I stood there.
"I know your there Vance. Open up," she said. There wasn't any malice in the words, but it sounded if she was amused. I am pretty sure I was "sweating like a whore in church" as the saying goes. My hand was shaking as the deadbolt clicked to the unlocked position. My body was at the point of seizure when I slowly turned the knob and pulled the door open. She was rocking on her heels with her hands behind her back. Her smile was beautiful, and those eyes still had that silver shimmer in them. No words between us, but I just stepped aside, inviting her into my home and certainly to my death.
She walked passed, and I got the sweet smell her perfume. It was enough to calm my fears a bit and brought some tingling of excitement. I closed the door as softly as I could manage. I guess if I were about to die, no noise would be great. I don't know, just seemed more manly to face your death head on, even though I was shivering like a small dog.
Turning away from the door, I felt sharp nail dig into my neck as I was lifted and head my head slammed against the door. By instinct, I had my eyes squeezed shut, awaiting the strike that would surely disembowel me. After a few seconds, I slowly opened them. Her grip was making it hard to breathe, and as light filtered in, I was greeted by her silver glowing eyes. Inches from my face her eyes beamed with amusement.
"Are you scared?" she asked. Her voice was a whisper.
I tried to nod my head, but with her grip, it was impossible to accomplish.
"You leave me surprised there Vance, not something that has happened in a very long time."
With that said, she slowly lowered me and slowly let her grip loosen. I gasped in relief when her fingers released me. Then in a flash, she had my head pushed to the side and licked up the blood from my neck from where her claws had dug in. The there was a sharp pain, and then I felt a pull as she sucked my blood. She was a vampire and was there to suck me dry. There were weird movements from her mouth, and she pulled away laughing.
"A vampire? I can walk in the daylight," she said. Her snorts of laughter were cute.
"Um, yeah" I replied. I was rubbing my neck and found that whatever wounds were there before, had been healed. Astonished, I wanted to
ask what had happened. Was she a witch?
"A witch?"
Then she was in my face again.
"Try werewolf."
"A-a-a werewolf?"
"Yes, you know, full moon, monster of the night. Howls a lot."
"What are you going to do with me?"
Her eyes lit up, and her grin got even bigger as she took a step towards me. Clawed hands grasped my cheeks and pulled me into a deep kiss. Her tongue darted into my mouth, and I was frozen in delight to feel her soft lips on mine. Eventually, the shock wore off, and I returned the kiss vigorously. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her in close. It seemed like the kiss was going to lead to more, but as my hands started pulling the bottom of her sweater up, she pulled away and walked down the hall away form me talking.
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Coyote and the Wolf part 7 Lobo sat in the wagon, blind to all that surrounded him. Time had lost all meaning to him since the day he watched the inn go up in flames. Taking with it, the leopard Snow and his lover Ku'o. Having lost all hope, he refused all food or drink, preferring instead to abandon existence. Even when food or water was forced down his throat, his body would reject it soon after. The wagon had stopped, reaching it's destination, but it barely registered in Lobo's...
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My name is Annabelle Watts, and I had moved from a house in West Hampshire to North Yorkshire, England, and decided to go to a boot fair where people were selling all of their old stuff that they didn't want anymore. I was a single woman in her early thirties, five years since my divorce from my ex-husband. I pulled my white Volkswagen up to the curb and switched off the engine and stepped out of the car and looked at all of the antiques people were selling. Nothing in particular caught my eye...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe taking of a new mate (Werewolf)My profession is a big game hunter and guide. I’m slim built, stand a little over 6 foot tall, wavy sandy hair and I’m told easy on the eyes. My dad was a guide and tracker, teaching me how to track just about anything that roams this earth, as well as the skills and personality to spin a good tale, while on a safari with a group of men or women seeking adventure. Many of my hunts include females and I cannot tell you how many times I have ended up in one of...
“Adonis there you are come on” she said moving back down the path grabbing his hand and pulling him along “What’s wrong “Adonis Asked “bandits, raiders, what” “Nothing like that, and put that away” Lilith said eyeing his blade She stopped at the mouth of a cave “come on out you are safe now, come along you can’t live in there forever “ Adonis stood there wondering who his wife was talking to then he saw as two girls came out of the cave they were foxes, both were young and...
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Prudence@Wolf Prudence Harper kept telling herself that she wanted nothing to do with this big Wolf, of all the curious and unrespectable names! She fidgeted at the table while he was gone. Then, seeing that he did not return immediately, she helped herself to the curried meats and ate ravenously. She was glad he was gone, glad that the door was closed between them, cutting him off from her naughty, disobedient body. But, oh God, she had to admit as the food made her feel more content, he sure...
Leslie Amberton closed up her New Orleans-based plus-size lingerie store, Lush Pleasure, for the night. She had gone through a very tough day. Her self-centered, narcisstic boyfriend Brad had a fight while at work and then was dumped her by way of a text message on her cell phone, saying she was bad for his up-and-coming celebrity image. Brad's an aspiring actor/model trying to get himself discovered. She knew he was wrong for her, because he had been trying to change her appearance and all...
Mattie had spoken prophetically, I was as busy as a prize dog breeding show bitches, just to take care of Mattie and Sasha. Since they were both pregnant, a spike in sexual need was to be expected, but my bitches needed me more than expected, almost constantly, so that I didn’t get any work done. We had to bring in two Beta males from other clans to make up for the work I usually do. All the other females were happy because each of them got fucked more often, as a result of extra teenage...
So before you begin, let me apologize for the time it took to get this chapter out. I had finished a month ago and was editing it when an update crashed my computer. I recovered all but this chapter and another story chapter for something else. Thank you everyone for the feedback and the requests (got a ton of email for this story to continue). I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think. Waiting is the hardest thing to do. Three weeks and I hadn’t heard from my neighbor and it...
The towers were all burning, their thick walls of stone. Burning and crumbling. Strong and proud battlements, subtle and delicate spires, they were all perishing. Below them the city of Maurur was dying as well in smoke and fire. The dwellings of the people those towers had been erected to protect. I admit there were tears in my eyes as everything I had thought so powerful, so eternal, so beyond the reach of others, was reduced to nothing more than a huge bonfire obscuring the morning sun with...
Novella 2: On the Hunt Chapter 1 The sky is gunmetal gray and the ocean turbid and violent. The wind is relentless and tears at my hair. Cold drops of rain splatter against my cheeks. I walk across swirling sands tossed by the storm and contemplate my next move. People who don’t know better think southern California is sunny and warm three hundred and sixty five days a year. It isn’t. Sometimes, it’s cold, damn cold, and today is one of those days. That’s ok. I don’t mind the weather. The...
While everybody else was celebrating another resounding victory, Black Wolf was worrying over the consequences of letting the Mescalero Apache scout escape. He vowed that, from now on, he would always take the scout as his personal target; the scouts were just too dangerous to be allowed to escape. Black Wolf didn't know what to expect, exactly, but he knew that, whatever it was, it would be serious trouble! Black Wolf would have really worried if he could have seen the conference among the...
I traveled to the village of the horse clan. I negotiated with the Chief and elders, until we arrived at an understanding. The wild horse wranglers told me that in order to prevent instinctual panic from our wolf scent, we would have to start with very young colts and fillies, raising them by hand, with lots of physical contact every day, so their natural fear of wolf scent would be overcome by the gentle way we raised them. The horse clan would catch young horses for us and send trainers to...
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Wolferick felt the change begin. As before, it started with a pulling sensation in his mind as it grew to the predatory mind of the beast. Then came the pressure in his bone, much like when pulling out a tooth, as they warped and contorted into the time perfected frame of the wolf. His mouth itched, his ears itched, and his skin crawled as vicious teeth grew and fine tuned ears morphed and ultra sensitive fur sprouted all over his changing body.The change was over in minutes, and with it...
Major John Espy was fit to be tied, as his mother used to say. He was so upset, he was bordering on the edge of an attack of apoplexy. The two reconnaissance patrols he had sent out had both been gone for over three weeks. They should have returned to the fort by now, even if they had not found anything. He was torn between sending a patrol out to find them and hunkering down in the fort, daring the Apaches to attack him. Finally, in a rare moment of clear thinking, he called in his chief...